Thursday, January 21, 2010

I love Uh-Oh

Uh-Oh is technically my cat. I love him, and he loves me.


Uh-Oh loves my middle daughter and my firstborn daughter as well. He knows that the middle daughter is an exceptional snuggler and lets him pretend as if her loft bed is his secret hideaway. Uh-Oh is very protective of my firstborn; if she is sad, it upsets him and he will literally wrap his arms around her and "tell her secrets." He puts his face right into her ear and purrs. I promise this really happens.


Uh-Oh does not love Mr. Ed, the head of our household.
If you've read previous posts, you already know this and you already know that the feeling is mutual. Nuff said.


Uh-Oh is wary at best of the baby of our family. Five-year olds don't make for the best playmates. My youngest reminds me of the children's book character "Olivia" and tends to want to "move the cat" like Olivia does repeatedly. Most of the time Uh-Oh tolerates this well...he hangs there in her arms like a limp noodle and patiently waits for her to release him so he can leap out the next open door and head for the woods...


Which is why...the scene below, which is repeated frequently in our home, surprises me every time I witness it:




Reagan is still asleep, so maybe that's why Uh-Oh feels as if he can snuggle with her without worry of being toted off somewhere.


He's trying to decide in this picture if I'm going to make him get up or if I'm just going to continue taking pictures like I always do.




Still keeping an eye on me...it's early in the morning you see and Uh-Oh would much rather sleep in...but ever the cat...he must stay abreast of his surroundings...lest some predator sneaks up on him...





Nah! No predators...Now he's lost interest in me altogether and has gone back to some serious snuggling and sleeping with my youngest. Uh-Oh doesn't snore (like the youngest and Mr. Ed do)...but he does ssssiiiiggggghhhh in his sleep...I promise this happens too!



OH NO, Uh-Oh!! The youngest decided to turn over in her sleep and he was trapped. Not really...it just made him nervous. Remember, I was there taking the picture...the picture looks much more vicious than it really was...the youngest didn't even wake up...





I think he realized about now that she wasn't going to smoosh him so he begins to relax his jaw...



He gets a good strong whiff of her magical hair...





which makes him forget his worry about being trapped and stretch out even more so that he's completely cuddling with her...






Oh, what yummy hair...he truly loves her...even if he'd rather her not be completely aware of it...







Who me??






I love Uh-Oh, and he loves me.










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